I'm looking to bring focus to my Unwanted Ops members with some stories and backstage events. I want to start with Samantha Fox and like her partners, they are all Heels. So maybe Samantha can just interfere with someone's match and continuously tease/mess with them at random times until her victim calls her out.

Samantha likes to toy/trick her opponents for her own enjoyment, before finishing people off. She is also a secret daredevil and loves to take big gambles with high risk moves. If you …

Naoko smiled as she heard Sarah's scream of pain and saw how their victim fell on her knees. The fierce japanese continued the swing of her woden sword, but changed the direction, lowering it to hit Sarah right at the base of the neck where it connects with the shoulder, trying to hit close to the carotid artery hoping to cause a lot of pain and maybe some fear on the so called Queen of Brawl.

Stephanie meanwhile moved back to the cage, closing and locking the door, leaving the AFW officials trapped inside the cage with the poor Natsumi, to make sure they will not interfere.

The whole arena was left in complete silence, shocked unable to understand what was happening.

Sarah wasn't sure what was happening either. She had never seen the woman she was now kneeling before, and as she weakly turned to look at the red head behind her told her she did not know her either. Sure, she had made lots of enemies in her life, but she at least had the decency to remember their faces.

Unfortunately in turning to look at the other attacker Sarah was completely helpless to the dark-haired girl. When the sword-strike to her neck came Sarah blacked-out for a split second, adn the next thing she knew sheh ad collapsed to the ground, her mouth opening to scream only for no sound to come out. Sarah collapsed to the ramp in a heap, kicking her legs wildly in pain, barely able to breath now after such a brutal strike. Whoever these girls were, they meant business, and Sarah sctaully felt the first few tinges of real fear creep up on her.

Having locked the officials inside the cage, Stephanie moved back to Sarah, grabbing the brawler's arms and pulling them back in chicken wings, the Irish thug would then slide her wooden sword between Sarah's back and arms, tugging it up firmly to immobilize the arms. Stephanie would then pull on Sarah's arms to force to kneel before Naoko.

The dark haired girl moved her wooden sword to Sarah's face, using the tip to remove the locks of hair that were covering it and then push Sarah's chin up to force the brawler to look up at her.

"Hello Sarah... How are you?" Naoko said with the same creppy smile on her lips. "Tell me. Do you know who am I?"

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Sarah was only half-conscious when her arms were twisted high behind her back, eliciting a weak cry of pain from the Queen of Brawl. Her arms were more or less restrained behind her back through use of that damned wooden sword, and when she was forced to her knees Sarah groaned in pain, her head dropped down low as she coughed in pain. Her red hair covering her face was drawn aside by the mystery woman before her, and then she was forced to look at her in all her terrible glory. Sarah's half-open eyes glared at Naoko, still retaining that air of defiance despite the situation.

"Y-yeah, I know...who you are," Sarah growled through the pain. "You're a f-fucking dead woman, that's what you are!" Sarah thrashed against the other girl holding her, trying to get free from her captors with all her might.

Stephanie bursted in laughter after hearing Sarah's defiance, Naoko limited to expand the grin in her face. "So predictable..." Naoko said with a cold but slightly amused tone. The Japanese woman crouched in front if Sarah and gently caressed the brawler's face, staring deeply into Sarah's eyes as if she wanted to see The Queen of Brawl's very soul.

"But you are right... We are dead... Naoko continued, suddenly grabbing hold of Sarah's throat forcefully, choking her with an iron grip. "We are the Shiro Shinde... The White Dead... We are already dead... You know what that means?" Naoko asked with the same calm dead tone she always spoke with but loud enough so the dead silent crowd could hear her. "...it means that unlike you... We don't fear..." Naoko ended her speach with a creepy eerie voice, whispering this time so only Sarah could hear her.

"Now you know who...but I bet you are still wondering...why..." the pale Japanese girl said as she looked around at the stupefied crowd. "But that is something I would rather discuss in private."

Stephanie groaned as she had to struggle to keep Sarah trapped. "She is still fighting..." the Irish thug said.

"Of course she is..." Naoko said as she stood up again, taking a step back and wielding her wooden sword with two hands again. "But she won't for long..."

Stephanie leaned her head back, keeping her arms trapping Sarah's arms with the wooden stick and placing a knee on the brawler's back. Naoko raised her own sword over her head and then swung it down with deadly precision aiming to hit Sarah's head on the left temple full force, trying to knock her out with one hit.

Sarah's outburst of anger and defiance seemed to go unnoticed by both of the girls attacking her. Even a trapped Queen of Brawl could be frightening, but her attacker's seemed unfazed. Sarah growled furiously as her face was carassed by the apparant leader of the duo, the Shiro Shinde. She was about to bite the woman as hard as she could when that same hand instead clamped with powerful force around her throat. "ACKK!!" Sarah gasped, now forced to look into Naoko's eyes, the difficulty to breath already affecting her. Still she managed to give Naoko a defiant glare.

When she was released Sarah gasped in relief, coughing and breathing heavily on her knees. She slowly looked up at Naoko, and she could guess what was coming, and braced herself best she could. It didn't help much. White hot pain exploded in the side of Sarah's head, and with a final gurgle odf pian Sarah was rendered unconscious. Blood immediately started flowing from her temple, and if Stephanie released her she would flop to the floor in a heap. If not she would just hang limply from Stephanie's grasp, her head drooped down low as blood dripped from it.

The crowd gasped in amazement once more as with one swift strike Naoko knocked out The Queen of Brawl. The fans really didnÂ´t knew what to do, boo or cheer for the two mysterious girls that had ambushed one of the most feared heels in the league. Naoko and Stephanie couldnÂ´t care less about what the crowd thought and acted with a cold all-business attitude that had the crowd even more confused. The AFW officers were still trying to open the cage and apparently there was nobody in the arena who was willing to move a finger to help Sarah.

Naoko sheathed her sword behind her back and turned around, returning her hands to her pockets as she started to walk away. Stephanie removed the sword that was keeping SarahÂ´s arms trapped and also sheathed it behind her back, to then pick up Sarah, turn her around and hug Sarah by the waist, lifting the brawler over her left shoulder, carrying her away. Stephanie followed Naoko and the two Yakuza-girls left the arena taking Sarah away as their prisoner.

It was a momumental event to be sure. that anyone in the AFW, new or otherwise, would dare to attack the Queen of Brawl unprovoked. And now these two women had done the unthinkable. They were being bombarded with boos from all sides. After all, when someone actually sunk to the level to ambush Sarah Gatt you know they were bad news.

Sarah was a limp doll when Stephanie tossed her onto her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, her arms dangling above her head. As the two women carried her off a trail of blood was left in their wake, dripping from Sarah's head as she was carried up the ramp. Sarah wasn't conscious, so she had no idea what these girl's were doing with her, but everyone in the stunned audience knew that it couldn't be good.